Chapter 583 Confrontation, Victory, Death

Lord Wu'an of the Great Qin Dynasty, to some extent, is the most representative peerless general in the title of Wu'an that has been extended since the Zhou Dynasty. After being awakened at this moment, he ran for thousands of miles and finally arrived at the battlefield. Bai Qi raised his eyes Looking at the main hall behind him, he saw Qin's unique battle pattern, and then passed it on to face Zhong.

Lifting the sword in his hand, he whispered, "Qin Shihuang, who is it?"

Bai Ze was still standing in front of the main hall, and replied, "Ying Zheng."

Wu An Jun whispered: "Ying Zheng..."

"Government."

He was in a daze for a while, then he came to his senses and said, "It's the son of a different person."

"If it's that kid, maybe I should say sorry to him."

"Um?!"

Bai Ze was puzzled.

His temples are stained with frost, but his appearance is elegant, his eyes are gray and black, as if he is so peaceful that he can accommodate everything, and he can still see that the famous general who was handsome and handsome in his youth whispered, and then asked with a smile: "You still want to stand here? Are you going to fight with me?"

"No, my legs are weak!"

Bai Ze's answer was both unreasonable and strong.

"..."

Jun Wu An laughed in surprise, a scabbard appeared from the sword in his palm, and he thrust it back abruptly, the end of the scabbard was against Bai Ze's waist, and then he swept it away, and Bai Ze was sent directly to Dong Yuefeng's side.

And Lord Wu An raised the sword in his palm, and stabbed straight ahead, surging wildly with unmatched vigor.

Chong grinned and said, "Okay!"

The white jade battle ax in the palm slashed violently.

Swords and axes strike each other.

There was a roar, and the air wave exploded!

Then, the two figures began to collide and fight at absolute speed.

During the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, Xia Guan Huozheng.

The first of the four famous generals in the last years of the Shenzhou Shen Dynasty.

conquer each other.

On the other side, rolling into the protection of Fenghou Qimen, Bai Ze grinned his teeth, but breathed a sigh of relief, muttering in his heart, his performance just now should have given his future boss a lot of impression points, right? Son, pendant, steady!

Rubbing his chest, he looked at the old man who was staring at the battle but couldn't see anything, and said, "Look, isn't Lord Wu An here?"

"He's not as fierce as in the legend, either."

The old man didn't look back, and said concisely: "Because you are not his enemy."

Dong Yuefeng looked at it for a long time, but couldn't see anything, he could only hear the violent voice like thunder. As the leader of the four famous generals at the end of the Age of Gods, Bai Qi showed extremely strong fighting power at this moment. The old man shook his head, took out The mobile phone was found to have been destroyed, and he sighed helplessly.

It is a great pity that as a historian, he was unable to leave pictures of such a scene. He answered Bai Ze's doubts and explained: "Wu'an is actually the title of the Zhou Dynasty, and Jun appeared in the Warring States Period. A new title."

"It's just that Bai Qi is Lord Wu'an, and the word Wu'an is different from before."

Bai Ze was stunned: "It's different? Isn't it 'martial arts rule the world, prestige and security'?"

The old man nodded and said: "That is the previous Lord Wu An, a man like Su Qin, who shocked the world, but Bai Qi, it is said in "Historical Records of Justice" that "his words can raise soldiers, battles must be conquered, and actions can make the people gather together. Hence the name Wu'an'."

"So, his word Wu'an."

"In fact, it should be the military that raises the soldiers, and the people are safe."

"As for the meritorious service, what else do you need to say?"

"What else can I say..."

"And after his death, the people of Qin built a shrine for him in Xianyang, which shows his popularity."

"The people gather in peace?"

The corners of Bai Ze's mouth twitched, his face blank:

"...You mean, don't you want to say that the god of killing is actually very good-tempered."

"Not only to appease the sergeant, but also to appease the common people?"

Dong Yuefeng nodded, and added: "The premise is that you are not his opponent."

"Otherwise, a concrete feeling."

"You can ask Zhao Kuolian about them."

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Ask, who understands the oppressive force of No. 1 in the world best?

Answer: The opponent one second before death

I'm afraid you don't want me to die.

At this moment, a violent air wave suddenly rose.

Accompanied by the sound of whistling, Lord Wu'an of the Great Qin Dynasty and Emperor Zhuanxu were on fire, and the two of them rose up almost at the same time, and shot at each other. At this moment, the sword in Bai Qi's palm flowed. Every move was simple and direct, but it was also extremely fierce. The most important move is to open and close, and each move is concentrated in strength.

The roaring sound, if it weren't for the strange door after the wind, Bai Ze would have been shocked until his ears bleed.

Gritting his teeth, he strengthened Feng Hou's strange formation, and said: "...It started so soon."

"This is a temptation."

"The opening seen between the top masters of the Age of Gods, these two guys, are coming for real..."

"Old Dong, why did he say he was sorry for Qin Shihuang?"

The old man hesitated, and his qualities as a historian soon came into play. In fact, the style of history books in China follows the so-called style of "doing but not describing, and making small talk". The truth hidden under the history is the spring and autumn style of brushwork, with subtle words and great meaning.

You need to assemble it yourself.

Holding his forehead, he felt his head buzzing with the aftermath of the battle. He barely remembered, and said in a low voice: "Historical records show that the First Emperor Yingzheng was abandoned by his father when he was young, and he is an abandoned son."

"And at two years old, he nearly died from HD."

Bai Ze was dumbfounded:

"Dead?! Wait a minute, what the hell was thrown away by your own father as a stand-in?"

"This... so unlucky."

"However, isn't he a proton? Why was he killed?"

Dong Yuefeng replied:

"Because Qin State attacked HD again that year, Zhao State was furious, but this is better..."

"fine?"

"Well, because everyone was calling back and forth at that time, and for some reason, Zhao Guo also had to hold his nose and suppress his temper for the time being, but something else happened later."

Dong Yuefeng sighed and said:

"That year, Mr. Zhao Guoping and his guests Mao Sui met King Chu Kaolie, and Mao Sui recommended himself."

"The Zhao-Chu alliance, the Qin State has been unable to attack for a long time, and Zhao people's mood has changed."

"The most important thing is...Wu An Jun Bai Qi committed suicide."

"The God of War who ruled an era is dead."

"Since then, Zhao Guo has no worries about the future, but Gongzi Yiren saw the crisis in advance, regarded his child as an abandoned son, returned to the country, and changed his name to Zichu. After Bai Qi died, Qin and Zhao's long-standing anger broke out. , or more violently broke out, Yingzheng began to hide in Zhao Guo when he was three years old..."

"Wu An is still alive, he is still a descendant of the prince of Qin, and his food and clothing are noble."

"Mr. Wu An has gone, and his father fled and returned to Qin."

"He is the blood enemy of 450,000 dead souls. With the martial arts style of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods in China, he may be killed by people who rush over when he walks on the road. His friends will want to kill him. , his teacher will probably kill him, there will be poison in his food, there will be a sword in his fish."

"Even, he might be crushed to death while he was sleeping."

"The first emperor, Yingzheng, returned to Qin at the age of nine. There were seven people in a family. It was actually extremely rare to survive the seven years surrounded by millions of Zhao people who had blood and hatred for him. But how many times did he experience betrayal and how many times died? No one will know if they escaped.”

"It's just that he won't trust anyone."

"If you say, if you say Bai Qi drove straight into Zhao Du."

"If Bai Qi hadn't committed suicide, then maybe Ying Zheng's childhood wouldn't have been that painful."

"And, if history is like this... then at the age of nine, the one who personally picked up the young Emperor Shi Huang and put him on the saddle would be the white-haired but still powerful Qin Wu'an Jun, and it would be Bai Qi who taught Ying Zheng himself. Swordsmanship and the art of war that a king should know."

"He will also be the sharpest sword in the hands of Qin Shihuang, who was the king of Qin at the age of thirteen."

Dong Yuefeng whispered: "So, even Mr. Wu An will feel regretful."

"Even Lord Wu An will feel regretful..."

"They were supposed to be kings and ministers."

"It's the old and powerful Xiangfu and the young man who look down on the overlord of the Seven Kingdoms."

Lord Wu An's sword pointed directly at the territory of the world.

And under the wind and rain covered by his sleeve robe, the first emperor will grow up freely.

"Instead of the stars that staggered past each other in the black sky of the Warring States Period."

In the end, Lord Wu An stopped in the capital of Zhao, just separated by a wall. The God of War of the Great Qin looked at the capital of Zhao, and helplessly called back the horse's head. There, the young Emperor Shihuang would spend the darkest seven years of his life... And he will recall more than once that outside the capital of Great Zhao, there was actually a time when the Black Dragon Flag of Great Qin fluttered endlessly.

Bai Ze was silent, then sighed: "It's a good thing, it's a good thing he still has his own mother."

"Mother?"

Dong Yuefeng was silent for a while.

The corner of Bai Ze's mouth twitched and said: "Then, if the mother can't do it, what about the friend?"

The old man replied: "The ten-year bloody war between Yan and Zhao began this year, and Yan also has a host, and they grew up together, because each of them may be assassinated by the Zhao people at any time, but they are rare friends who can trust each other..."

"When he was young, he heard the sound of musicians striking and singing, and he liked it very much."

"I once hid Zhu in the quilt and said I would be a musician."

Bai Ze said with emotion:

"In the same situation, they must be sympathetic to each other, and they are childhood sweethearts. Friends who entrust their lives to each other, at least have friends and hobbies, otherwise it would be too miserable."

Dong Yuefeng was silent, did not answer, but turned around and said:

"His life was actually very bitter."

"I read a lot."

"History is always like this, there are regrets everywhere, and it has never been complete."

In the sound of a bang.

Qin Jian and the jade ax collided loudly.

In this battle, Bai Qi's remnant soul retreated step by step.

During the important pursuit, his complexion suddenly turned bright red, and then turned pale, setting off his dark eyes, looking at the famous general in front of him, with evil spirit appearing in his eyes, he said: "...this, evil spirit..." It seemed that there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood in front of him , the person in front of him appeared step by step out of it.

The physical body has long since decayed, but the record of killing half of the deaths in the 150-year Warring States Period of Shenzhou by one's own power has been branded in history. But it is no longer inferior to the gods.

The flesh perishes, but the will endures.

Defeating and affecting the powerful body is the erosion of the soul and evil spirit that override countless killings.

Just in this trance, Bai Qi raised his sword: "You are defeated."

Heavy silence, he burst out laughing.

Then his eyes were filled with admiration, and he responded happily: "Indeed..."

"As a general, you are even more superior to me who is Zhuanxu Huozheng!"

"But, I've never been good at skills, Wu An."

Not far away, Bai Ze was stunned, then raised his head suddenly, and saw lines on Chong's body, which were ancient battle lines, representing the release of the restraint on his own divine power, which represented a heavy defeat as a general of the Zhuanxu family. It also represents, as the god of supporting the sky, as the god of wilderness replacing Buzhou Mountain.

As the supreme supernatural power turned into thirty-six celestial gangs, the reappearance of the battle.

Bai Qi didn't seem to expect that the ancient sword was blown away, even himself was blown away, and hit the wall heavily.

The smoke and dust dispersed.

Bai Ze blurted out the words in his stomach:

"Heavy, you are so shameless!!!"

"You won't retreat if you lose!"

He whispered: "I never said, if you lose, you will retreat...Wu An, I recognize your strength."

"So, as long as I don't violate the rules of the world, I will attack with all my strength. Didn't you expect such a possibility? Mr. Wu An, you have fallen into the trap after all. With this punch, you..."

There was a look of surprise on his face, he lowered his head, and realized that there were black battle marks on his body, which were further erosion from the evil spirit, hidden under the evil spirit belonging to Bai Qi, but But more.

He raised his head and saw that Wu Anjun who had just been knocked into the air put down his sword calmly, unharmed.

It seems to have been expected.

Instead, they took advantage of this to distance themselves.

He lowered his head heavily and saw that his body was entangled with countless traces of formations. Both his strength and his actions were restricted and weakened.

In the huge space inside the Mausoleum of the Great Qin Emperor that was expanded by the formation, at some point, warriors from the Age of Gods appeared densely, and they all stood in their respective positions. The black dragon banner of the Great Qin suddenly opened. The breath of the war warriors directly transformed into a weakened evil spirit formation.

It was hidden under Bai Qi's fighting spirit before.

At this moment, it was triggered with the sudden formation, forming a formation directly, weakening the heavy breath.

Heavy whisper: "When..."

Seeing the battle spirit appearing, Bai Ze exclaimed:

"Hey, hey, my big brother, this, the soldier soul is useless to him."

"I've tried."

Lord Wu An replied: "Is the soldier soul useful?"

"It depends on whose hands it is."

The sword in his palm turned into a Daqin Zhan Ge, which he held at his side.

Here, the sound of heavy footsteps began to gather, ready to carry out joint strangulation, Bai Qi's face was not moved at all, just like the battle of his fame, as the coach of Daqin, what he was facing was after the reform of Shen Buhui and the rectification of military equipment for decades South Korea, whose national power has soared, is facing Wei, which once dominated the world.

His opponent is the brake fighter with the best defense in the world.

It was the strongest organ of that era, "the far away covers the chest, and the near one swells the heart".

It is the soldier of Wei who ruled the seven kingdoms of Wei.

And he has only half the strength of the opponent.

Even King Qin Zhaoxiang didn't think he could win, but just hoped to delay time.

The end of that battle—

The world's most powerful attack, Wei Wuzu's entire army was wiped out.

The whole army of the world's first defense striker was wiped out.

The 240,000 allied forces of Wei and Han were wiped out and wiped out.

The loss of his subordinates was so low that Bai Qi still had the strength to cross the Yellow River and seize large tracts of land.

The next year, it swept through sixty-one cities in Wei State.

Bai Qi's voice shook the world.

Now it is just that the enemy has been transformed from the strongest coalition in the world into a single god, soldier, place of death and life, and way of survival. Only this point has never changed; step by step from a soldier to a famous general Daqin Zhange raised his palm, raised it, took a deep breath, and then said softly:

"Da Qin, the wind rises."

Qi said no clothes, and the same robe as the son.

Wang Yuxing taught me to repair my spear.

The same hatred with the son.

A statue of war warriors from the age of gods emerged, and they all took a step forward.

Suddenly he raised his right arm and knocked on his heart.

He bowed his head and responded like this.

"Da Qin, Wu An!"

PS: Today's second update... 4,400 words.

I have fallen down, and now I have degenerated into the state of holding a teacup and exhaling... hold the tea, drink the tea, and exhale.